The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s,

Samuel to the

casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel

and his

he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my

those words, but Sandra repeated it

John thought Sandra was afraid, and he showed a

“Don’t worry about it.

hurt other disciples of the same sect will

you kill someone will you

be deducted, and after I’m

quietly remembered the

stance, it seems that you’re not

John roared, “Witness the strength of a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm!

in front of

even arrived, the next palm followed immediately

appeared like stars falling after one another,

surrounding air appeared to have condensed into a block of steel plate,

John were of the same realm, their difference in their strength was

have admitted defeat Unfortunately for John,

eyes were cold as he used the

founder’s blessings, Sandra’s

it, his footwork had a sense of

only moving between a few square meters, the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be constantly changing, and it was impossible to know where Sandra

John’s expressions instantly changed.

never saw such an agile movement like Sandra’s, nor had he heard of

attacked, there was no

let out dozens of palms which immediately caught up

of more than dozens of palms condensed into one slap in

Bang!

explosion, and visible airwaves were formed, rushing

he did not manage to

slapped the

struck, his figure

It was a phantom!

and at this time, he heard a mocking

out of the sect, you’ll already

every hair on him

around, John was already swept